I met you before the fall of Rome,
And I bet you to let me take you home.
You were wrong, I was right.
You said good-bye, I said good night.
It’s all been done, it’s all been done, it’s all been done before.
I knew you before the west was won.
I heard you say, «The past was much more fun.»
You go your way, I’ll go mine but I’ll see you next time.
It’s all been done, it’s all been done, it’s all been done before.
If I put my fingers here, and if I say I love you dear,
And if I play the same three chords will you just yawn and say, «Ah, I hate it.»
It’s all been done, it’s all been done, it’s all been done before.
Alone and bored on a thirtieth century night.
Will I see you on The Price Is Right?
Will I cry? Will I smile?
As you run, down the aisle.
It’s all been done, it’s all been done, it’s all been done before.